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I’ve wanted to write this week, but by the time I get the dishes washed, lunches packed, coffee maker ready, laundry folded and clothes laid out, it’...
I’ve wanted to write this week, but by the time I get the dishes washed, lunches packed, coffee maker ready, laundry folded and clothes laid out, it’...
I suspect some of you may be wondering why showing myself self-compassion has resulted in frequent cry-fests. Isn’t the point of being kind to myself to f...
{So this post started one way, and ended another. And the way it ended felt pretty profound. It may seem like I figured all this stuff out already– I̵...
I’m driving myself crazy thinking about my job. Do I want to stay? Do I want to leave? It’s gotten to the point that I don’t feel like I can t...
I’m still stumbling around in the area of personal finance, totally unsure of what I should be doing. It seems supremely fucked up that at 35 I have no id...
{I got through Monday, and you know what? It wasn’t that bad! I actually did end up arrivingĀ late. Getting out of the house was not awful, but there was a...
The next four weeks are going to be intense. Really, really intense. It all starts tomorrow and I feel like I’m physically and psychologically bracing mys...
Things are totally imploding at work right now. It went downhill so fast I still can’t really wrap my head around it. We are piloting a new schedule this ...
I’m hoping to talk more about self-compassion soon, about what it looks and sounds like, and how one might actually practice it, if they were so inclined....
Some thoughts on a Friday… I responded to comments on the past post. I hate when I can’t get to them until the next day, but such is life sometimes....